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At the first drone, people stop drinking, stop talking, stop eyeing up the girl by the bar and walk forward, called to the mothership, ready to pay homage to the rectangular craft splashed in orange and purple light before them.
Eventually a two-headed drum kit breaks the rumbling monotone, and we have lift-of»

Kim Hunter nabs Trans Am’s drummer Sebastian Thomson before their recent Highbury Garage gig, after they’ve arrived two hours late in two battered transits from a gig in a Bradford punk club, and before the venue manager has threatened not to pay them if they set fire to the drum kit
Sebastian Th»

Blimey Messrs Antihero. The big stage suits you, sirs. Up there above our heads, with Jack on a drum riser, frontman Pete’s long legs leaping up to play to him and a set deliberately tuned to show the band to club-nite advantage, they looked and sounded like they owned the stage.
Despite being Stratford la»

Kim Hunter gatecrashes backstage at the Thrill Jockey tenth birthday all-dayer to talk to Tortoise's soft-spoken jazzman Jeff Parker about the band's new album, its future and the influence of Chicago's cold, cold winters:
DiS: So, tell me about the new album. I thought it was originally going »

You can tell a gig is going to be blinding when the audience counts the band in from ten down to one, the band locates the imaginary zero and sits on it with its first note, and music and audience become a single sonic explosion…
But, unfortunately, that didn’t happen. Tortoise wasn’t on fire enough to »